Uta 455 Novels & Stories

Julia's dad parked her car in front of the store when he dropped by the store earlier. I walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to arrive. "Cara, I'll drive you home," Austin suddenly appeared in front of me, riding a motorcycle. "When did you buy a motorcycle?" I asked him as I went near him. "This is my father's. I only borrowed it," he said. "It's dangerous. Be careful," I said. Austin needs to be careful if he doesn't want to be like what happened to Dad. "I didn't want to ride with Julia so I could have some time alone," I said.

He opened his eyes with utmost trepidation and found the biggest Mafia kneeled on the floor. "Myra......" A loud growl left his mouth when Sylvia held him tightly and sat together with him on the floor. No words came out from her mouth as Arthur looked blankly at the screen. The channel kept on showing the burnt car, leftover torn clothes and small leftovers. His eyes were roaming to see any living trace of her but couldn't.

I tell her and hang up. As I near Amber's house, it's large and beautiful. I have been here many times but every time I make a visit, I love it even more. Amber comes running down the stairs and opens the huge gate. She is beaming . I park my Porsche beside her Maserati and across Claire's Audi. There is a similarity among us and that is driving is our passion. I get out my car and before I close my door, she comes literally running and gives me a tight hug as if she is planning to crush my bone and choke me.

Dante said, pulling me closer as another VIP, a French banker, approached too eagerly, his gaze on my legs. Dante’s hand firmed on my waist, steering us subtly. “Monsieur Duval, the Audi A8 Security: 4.0L twin-turbo V8, 563 hp, VR10 armor, stops explosives. Interested?” Duval nodded, but his eyes wandered. “Very. And Señora Lucchese, your insights?” Before I could speak, Dante tugged me against his chest. “She agrees. Now, if you’ll excuse us…”

𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 _Ujuritaellianna √√√

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

It slows right in front of me, and for a second, I think it’s going to stop. Maybe hitchhiking is a better idea than waiting for a cab. I step toward the street—and then it accelerates. The tire sinks into a puddle, and a mix of water and mud explodes straight at me, ruining my immaculate skirt. “Damn idiot! Are you blind or what?” I shout, furious, trying to see the jerk hiding behind the tinted window. The window rolls down slowly. Shamelessly. A long arm appears first. The sleeve of a black suit fits it perfectly, revealing a small but impossible-to-ignore tattoo on his wrist: a Roman numeral five.

“Your job is simple, you are to give the Alpha an heir...” she said, looking the slave in the eye. “And if I can't?” She asked, looking down at her feet. “What happens then?” “You die...” ******************** In a world where a woman's value is only played by her ability to give a child, Serena is tested in a way like no other. Either you can give the Alpha an heir, or you die. But when he turns out to be her mate... the whole game changes.

he taunted. Luna’s eyes glittered. “Then break me.” She drove her palm into his throat, forcing him back just enough for her to roll and get on top of him. She straddled his hips, punching him square in the face, again and again, until blood bloomed from his nose and mouth. Toran laughed through the blood. “There she is. The wild queen.” He flipped her, his strength overwhelming, pinning her wrists above her head. Their bodies pressed flush, his hips grinding against hers.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.